It was an oldfashioned peasant blouse, white, square necked, and
trimmed with lace. “Why, I do not know. The challenge gave her
courage. "She is my lawful wife. People were passing in the
street below. “I see the pointer,” she said. “Excuse me?” Mike threw Michelle a strange look,
bursting into a grin. Anna lets the deception continue and has to bear the
burden of her sister’s reputation which, in Paris at any rate, is that of being a
coquette. Inexplicably there flashed into vision the Chinese wedding procession in the
narrow, twisted streets of the city, that first day: the gorgeous palanquin, the tomtoms, the weird music, the ribald, jeering mob that trailed along behind.
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